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My Homeland

The air thick with dust

Cows roaming the streets,

Flashing lights and loud noises,

Children laughing an playing.

Houses painted in sickening colors

sarees tumbling from the waists of women.

Amazing, flavorful, mouthwatering food.

Family and friends, celebrating festivals

color in the sky and all around

Though there are things both good and bad,

I love my homeland and I stand proud.

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Written by
sashwathi-sriganesh
Published
Feb 17, 2015
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#friends#home#fun#family#color#proud#india#homeland#inependant
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